You were returning after school and saw him again on the threshold of your house. Anko: Your friend who you met in middle school. His father is a drug addict and drunkard and often kicks his own son out of the house, this is not the first time you have to help him out

he sat quietly and embarrassedly on the cold porch of your house, there was a fresh bruise on his cheek, and his eyes were swollen and red as he guiltily looked at the ground waiting for your arrival. He was crying recently. He was ashamed that he was burdening you, but you were his salvation. The only person he could rely on